“Let Wolfe do it,” Amelia said.
He looked at her, and she stared right at him.
“Amelia?” Alpha asked.
“Let him do it. He can cause me … great pain. It’s the least he could do.”
She was doing this on purpose. Wolfe hated this, but he deserved this. He had been the one to doubt her. No one else had.
Stepping toward her, he knelt down, taking Alpha’s place.This was cruel, but he understood it. She needed him to do this, to perhaps try to hate him.
He stared into her eyes and her glistening ones stared right back at him.
Wolfe didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want to cause her pain, but this was what she wanted him to do, and he’d do it. Breathing in, he looked right at her and thentwisted her leg.
Amelia screamed, her body tensing up, and hewatched as Enzo and Draco struggled to hold her down. She nearly threw them off. He pressed his palm around her leg, keeping it in place, but even that was a struggle.
Never had he been so wrong about someone before in his life.
Amelia wasn’t weak. She was strong. And she had more than proved it today. Like Boyan had said. She had a strength not many of the pack had.
Wolfe didn’t know if he could feel anymore shame.
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Amelia didn’t want to stay at the Poison Wolves MC clubhouse, but Alpha insisted. She had no reason to fight him off. After everything that had happened, he wanted to keep her close to observe her. They’d taken Milton’s body as well.
Their own medic,Jules, had to assess the body. Amelia had to tell them all that she knew of Milton.
There was nothing concrete. He’d been out fake hunting and got hunted. Whatever had turned him was wolf, but they had no other evidence. Nothing else to help them.
Amelia sat outside, staring across the parking lot, with her leg in a cast.
With it being rebroken, her healing rate had to slow down. The doctor had prescribed her some herbs that were made into a drink for her to swallow down. The claw marks on her face and chest were also a little difficult to heal, but Jules had also said she’d gone through a stage of shock.
At least the bullet wound had healed, after Jules had gotten out the wooden bullets, which was a new one. Amelia had never been shot by wood before.
Alpha came out of the main clubhouse and looked across the yard before finally seeing her.
He must have been looking for her because he headed toward her.
“Hi,” he said, sitting opposite her.
She sat at one of his many benches with her casted leg lifted up on the seat.
“Hey,”she said. “So, when can I go home?”
“Jules wants us to keep an eye on you in case of any infection.”
“I feel fine.”
“Amelia, let’s just do as she asks. You know what she’s like.”
Jules didn’t like it when people didn’t follow her orders. A lot of crazy shit happened, and Jules getting angry wasn’t fun. Not for any of them.
“I could go live with Val for a short time. I know it won’t be long until I heal. I feel fine. Better than fine. I feel healthy.” She forced a smile to her lips.
“I want to apologize to you,” Alpha said.